It's 2:21 am in North Charleston, SC. The boys and I are currently parked in a walmart super center trying to get a night's rest in our spacious four-runner. We've spent the past three days tip toe'ing from augusta, ga to spartanburg, sc to charleston, sc. I use the term "tip toe'ing" because our trailer tires are bald and worn badly, the underwiring( not sure if that's the term) is exposed. Every city we go to doesn't have that specific trailer tire, FML. So here we are, sleeping in a walmart parking lot. Just waiting for it to open so we can be told they don't have the tire, then we'll spend the morning driving around trying to find it at various tire dealers, successfully wasting another morning.
Fun stories of the tour so far: first day christian bought a 200 dollar bass with his eating money(29 dates left!); zack broke his nose at our show with set your goals, he had to have surgery the day before we left, so he's not going to be here the first four or five days; and all the bands on the tour had a croosh dance sesh tonight when soundguy played metro station over the pa. Three days in and we're breaking shit, hungry, and dancing hard as fook. Word to your mother.
Side notes: literally notes:
Clean toilets are amazing.
Hungry never felt so good.
Being in a touring band is a crazy adventure.
Charles H.
LFT
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